wiildandfreee:

there are some memories that come in fleeting thoughts. they encircle you, leave feelings on your doorstep, and just like a view of the nocturnal sky, they dissapear; leaving you in a dream. you remember the reverence, the complete satisfactory feeling, the hope, the childlike comfort. you remember small little htings like the crab apple tree and jacqueline whose name you thought was jack-o-lantern and how you found all those tiny little hiding places in that new car. and how your creepily attractive second cousin twice removed with a side of uncle like relativty joked that he had that car for a year prior and never knew about some of those spaces. you remember at first feeling so alone, so shy, and then as quickly as you and jackolantern where introduced you were friends, you felt like family. that children can just be. i would never ever want to go back to childhood but i do miss that childlike innocence. the subtle nuances and naiveties, just the way that children behave. it’s fasciniting. and hopeful, because i feel as if i may be coming into my second childhood. i’ve felt so grown up for so long and it’s beginning to feel reassuring to have this immaturity to fall back on. and it makes me seem like a coward; almost like ‘m scared to live but not ready to die.

(Source: red-poppies)